A hivemind talking
To herself
Her upper body
Unreachably high
She's got a conscience
And so do I
But esoteric
Thought clouds mine
These thick black tree trunks
All covered in vines
In the middle of nowhere
Hidden in plain sight
If I could climb them
Sleep in her canopy
Underneath her stars
I'd tell her all about me
I'd tell her all about me
In a clearing within her
I'd plant myself
With all my branches
Intertwined with hers
We'd share the soil
We'd share the air
Our roots would tangle
Our thoughts would wed
I've always been lonely
I wouldn't know how it feels
To be part of a forest
Of like-minded trees
Of like-minded trees